The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1286 - Chapter 1286 Chapter 1385 The Withering of the Buddha Flower

Chapter 1286: Chapter 1385: The Withering of the Buddha Flower Chapter 1286: Chapter 1385: The Withering of the Buddha Flower As soon as the words of Burning Lamp Buddha fell, the three Ancient Lamps of Flame God behind him quietly entered into the body of the Burning Lamp Buddha.

The original withered body of the Burning Lamp Buddha once again became towering and robust, like withered wood meeting the spring, and similarly like a fleeting recovery from a fatal illness.

“The poor monk has escaped into the emptiness of the monastic life for two thousand years, through the blooming and withering of flowers, birth, ageing, illness, and death, and all worldly aspects have been seen through. Now, as my lifespan draws to its close, I will let these two thousand years of cultivation bloom like a buddha flower, hoping this flower will illuminate our three sects and our Buddhism,” said the Burning Lamp Buddha with sincere devotion. He pressed his palms together, closed his eyes, and under the glow of the golden light, his figure slowly faded away.

Situ Yue and Cangyunzi were both shaken and saddened by this sight. Burning Lamp Buddha was about to sacrifice himself for the mightiest of strikes.

Although neither wished for Burning Lamp Buddha to make such a sacrifice, it was his own will and choice, for the sake of the three sects and for Buddhism, Burning Lamp Buddha had to do it.

“Both of you, after this old monk’s parinirvana, the matters of the three sects will fall upon you. With the Buddha Head still missing, seek out Ling Chanzi from Boundless Peak. As for the Taoist Sect and Confucianism, you two must be clearer than this old monk,” Burning Lamp Buddha’s voice echoed in the ears of Situ Yue and Cangyunzi.

Cangyunzi and Situ Yue both bowed in respect to the Burning Lamp Buddha and said in unison, “We respectfully see off the Buddha!”

“So I have heard! The Dharma flourishes when the Buddha blossoms!”

Buddha Light shone over heaven and earth, and upon the great lands of the Nine Countries, all people raised their heads to gaze at the sky.

Regardless of their level of cultivation, whether male or female, young or old, even the blind, were able to see an aged monk transforming into a blossoming buddha flower.

Throughout the Seven Seas’ Buddhist Sect, many temples saw the buddha statues topple one by one, and the Buddha lamps extinguished one after another.

Countless monks, all facing the direction of the Nine Countries, knelt on the ground, reciting the Buddha’s name, each monk’s face showing a color of sorrow.

Chaotian Temple, the largest monastery of the Buddhist Sect, where nearly half of the sect’s masters came from, saw a long-burning lamp silently snuffed out at this moment, with many monks inside chanting “Amitabha Buddha.”

Boundless Peak, located on a remote island within the Seven Seas, soared into the clouds, from afar, looking like a standing figure of a Buddha.

Atop Boundless Peak, a young monk with dark skin sat cross-legged on a pile of straw, his expression serene and his demeanor peaceful.

At this moment, the young monk suddenly opened his eyes, showing the depth of his years, along with an inscrutable meaning.

“Burning Lamp, it seems you have indeed become a Buddha before me,” the young monk sighed, waving his hand. Suddenly, on the steep cliff face of Boundless Peak, a new Buddha statue appeared, representing Burning Lamp Buddha.

Clearly visible on that cliff face, were many Buddha statues, with Burning Lamp Buddha being just one of them.

“The turmoil between the three sects and the Nine Countries is unceasing, and I sit withered here only to guard the last line of the Buddhist Sect. It seems now, even this final line cannot be maintained,” murmured the young monk, sighing repeatedly.

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Above Qian Country, Burning Lamp Buddha transformed himself into a Buddha flower, which, although formless and incorporeal, appeared before every living being, just like the Buddha spoken of by the monks – what kind of existence was he? No one knew, but in the heart of every monk, the Buddha lived.

Buddha inherently formless, the heart creates all things.

When the Buddha flower blooms, the Buddha reveals himself.

Even a powerful being like the Old Dried Corpse felt a rare sense of vigilance and admiration when facing such a Buddha flower.

“This move is worth showing myself for a moment,” the voice of the Old Dried Corpse resounded. Although he had previously told Fang Lin that he would not appear again, now faced with Burning Lamp Buddha’s last strike, the Old Dried Corpse had to make an appearance.

The force of Buddhism contained within this Buddha flower was no joke; if the Old Dried Corpse did not show up, it might not be withstood.

The Old Dried Corpse appeared, with white hair fluttering, his face calm yet stern.

Only when faced with an adversary truly worthy of action would Jin Zhulong show such an expression, and in this era, the Burning Lamp Buddha was the first to draw such a visage from the Old Dried Corpse.

With a wave of his hand, the Clear Rainbow Sword returned to the grasp of the Old Dried Corpse.

Buddha Light, slowly advancing towards the Old Dried Corpse.

The Old Dried Corpse swung his longsword, unleashing a strike without any embellishment, a simple and straightforward blow, yet it was him wielding his full power.

The collision between the longsword and the Buddha Light, at this moment, brought forth the visions of ten thousand Buddhas and the collective chanting of countless monks.

The Old Dried Corpse was not just contending with the Burning Lamp Buddha but with the entire Buddhist Sect of the Seven Seas and moreover, with the countless believers of Buddhism across the Seven Seas.

The Burning Lamp Buddha, with two thousand years of Buddhist cultivation, the power of three Ancient Lamps of Flame God, what little life span he had left, and the faith of ten thousand Buddhist monks, only then could such a Buddha Light bloom.

Even the Three Emperors could not withstand the Buddha Light that encapsulated the entire force of the Buddhist Sect.

But the Old Dried Corpse was different, his power absolutely towering over the finest masters of this world, even transcending this era.

Although the Buddha Light was strong, the Old Dried Corpse was stronger!

His sword, capable of slaying the true gods and Buddhas in the sky, what was a mere Buddha Light then?

With one strike, the Buddha Light extinguished and the Buddha Light withered.

The three Ancient Lamps of Flame God emerged, their flames now so weak they were almost completely extinguished, leaving but a small flicker.

A golden object flew out from amidst the Buddha Light, enveloped in vast Buddha Light, and headed towards the direction of the Seven Seas.

This was the Shariputra of the Burning Lamp Buddha; he had entered nirvana, with no physical body or soul remaining, and his two thousand years of Buddhist cultivation were condensed into this Shariputra.

Cangyunzi and Situ Yue did not linger; they knew that the Burning Lamp Buddha had fallen, and now they escorted the Shariputra left behind by the Burning Lamp Buddha towards the Seven Seas.

The Old Dried Corpse did not pursue, his gaze shifted towards the three Ancient Lamps of Flame God, with a swipe he collected them, and promptly they were back inside Fang Lin’s Nine Palace Bag.

Almost at the same time, Fang Lin opened his eyes. Although he had not witnessed the battle with his own eyes, he could still feel how intense the clash between the Old Dried Corpse and the Burning Lamp Buddha was.

But the current Fang Lin, was still very far away from this level of combat.

His realm had broken through to the Ninth Layer of Spirit Bone, and he was just one step away from the Spirit Source realm.

“Are you alright?” Fang Lin spoke out to ask.

The Old Dried Corpse let out a laugh, “Don’t worry, I’m not injured. But that old Monk was indeed formidable. I didn’t expect such a character would exist in this era.”

Fang Lin nodded, understanding that with the Old Dried Corpse’s strength, the people of this era could not possibly harm him.

“Three Ancient Lamps of Flame God are now in hand, and with these, I now have four. The other three are in the hands of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven,” Fang Lin muttered to himself.

“What, you’re thinking of targeting that monkey?” the Old Dried Corpse asked in an odd tone of voice.

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